The breath soars like the wind!

There was a strong murderous intent in Mingye's eyes, and in front of him, this shocking aura was emitted from the ink-colored demon sword!

The breath spreads everywhere, and there is a sword intent that makes people feel scared in their hearts.

Hand, holding the hilt of the sword.

The wind and clouds are surging everywhere.

The long ink-colored hair flutters and rises in the wind.

Not far away from him, behind Xue Qiu, the bloody sky, the bloody earth, and even the void were stretched into blood, looking away... full of blood.

It makes people feel shocked.

Step by step, step by step.

Xue Qiu walked slowly towards Mingye at this moment.

The long blood-colored hair was a face full of obedience and cleverness, but now it looked particularly bloody under the blood.

Huh ~

The wind, mixed with bloody air, comes ethereal.

Ming Ye, with his head slightly lowered, his eyes were filled with ink. In his sword... at all times, he could feel the existence of someone.

Although, the soul and spirit of that person had already dissipated.

But in Mingye's eyes, she was right next to her.

That last laugh, that laugh... was the only time Mingye had ever seen her.

But what made Mingye regret in his heart was that she had never seen her smile before.

I have never really faced this woman, the woman who cares about me.

In the sword, Ling Rui's sound rang out.

Sword, turn it over!

At this moment, Mingye raised his head!

The figure instantly turned into a ball of ink-colored aura and whistled out!

He... cannot defeat, cannot retreat!

Not only for Su Qingyu, not only for the entire Ziyun County, but also for Yan Feng’s hope.

For the steadfast of the wind!

In Ziyun Mountain, there is Lin Xueer's spiritual existence!

If the extremely fragile spiritual seal is subject to fluctuations... even if the blood autumn in front of you passes through Ziyun Mountain, the powerful blood energy will be enough to shatter the spiritual seal ice pillar.

Once shattered...

Lin Xueer will completely dissipate in this world.

It should be noted... This is not a small chaos world.

This is the real world.

I'm afraid even if Yan Feng becomes the existence of the Nine Saints, it is impossible to completely resurrect a spiritual sanctified person.

Xue Qiu, with a smile on the corner of his mouth!

Bloodthirsty smile!

At this moment, my hand was raised violently!

In her hand, a blood-colored three-curved knife appeared!

clang!

The sword collided with the huge magic sword!

A fierce aura spreads with the two of them as the center, shocking from all directions, and the sky and the earth are roaring continuously!

After the sword is cut down.

Ming Ye's figure turned into black smoke and disappeared in an instant, and the next moment... appeared on the other side of Xue Qiu.

The magic sword in his hand was slashed down with Ling Rui's momentum!

boom!

One sword, another sword.

Ming Ye's aura rose straight up under the sword after sword.

At this moment... he already has the strength of a top god.

Even this power is still increasing!

From the heart, from the soul, from the spirit!

Because of the Ziyun Divine Lord and Su Qingyu's death, it brought too much impact on Mingye's arrival.

This impact force completely exploded the potential qualifications in his spirit!

The power surges endlessly!

boom!

Another sword!

This sword slashed.

The bloodthirsty smile on Xue Qiu's face, at this moment...there was anger!

Roaring angrily!

Xue Qiu, as soon as he showed his hand, in an instant, in her hand, it was no longer a blood-colored scimitar, but ten, hundreds, and thousands!

Countless scimitars condensed from the blood shadow behind them, whistling towards Mingye!

Ming Ye's figure subconsciously retreated wildly.

The blood-colored scimitar, like raindrops, first galloped into the sky, then fell from the sky towards the place of Mingye.

Boom boom boom boom!

The ground was stirred up by millions of layers of wind and sand.

The wind and sand are everywhere... it seems that the existence of Mingye can no longer be seen clearly.

However... all this is just the beginning.

Far away, no end!

As the countless blood-colored scimitars fell, behind Xue Qiu, the huge blood-colored shadow, at this moment... in the hands of this huge blood-colored phantom.

A huge knife!

Appears in the palm of your hand!

The endless blood evil spirit condensed in the palm of the shadow's palm, with rich blood and scarlet blood!

The pungent blood and energy gather together in heaven and earth!

The knife... starts solidifying little by little from illusion.

From this knife, that terrifying aura kept coming out!

Xue Qiu, with an angry smile on his face at this moment, the three thousand bloodshots drifted with the wind, and the dusty sand flew freely in this world.

On the sand, countless blood-colored scimitars were still falling down surgingly.

It seems that this area is completely flattened!

And the huge sword in the Blood Shadow's hand... was almost condensed!

The sword that is tens of thousands of feet long is blood red all over!

There were one after another on it, a breath like a blood dragon flowing around the blade, and the trembling aura emanated from the knife.

It's really unimaginable...

How strong is the blood evil energy? How strong is it to be able to activate such powerful power!

In this battlefield...

Thousands of miles away, there were two people wearing robes of the Blood Moon God Sect. They were all surprised at this moment in their eyes.

"This matter must be reported to the Lord quickly."

These two people are the ones who follow Xue Qiu and are also the ones who monitor Xue Qiu.

However, at this moment...

Both of them were shocked because they found that Xue Qiu's blood evil energy was already beyond their previous estimates.

To be more precise... it is beyond the level that Xue Qiu deliberately showed them.
To be continued...